Living with someone as if you never had a choice to exist solely, is hell.
You never feel like you can be alone.
You need to be solitary,
Otherwise every move will feel involuntary.
Though with me, you'll never have to worry.
You will always have a life outside of I.
Because there once was a time,
Where you never knew of me.
You were clueless of my existence.
It does not matter if your life was better or not with me in it.
All that does is, you will always have your own separate life.
We won't share lives, we cannot.
Because our own expectations of each other's lives is not the same.
Instead, we'll be living our own lives, together.
Separate, but side by side.
You will always have space,
But never too much to drift away.
I want you to feel free, I need you to breathe.
I won't suffocate you, I want you to breathe my breath in you.
You already take my breath away—in a good way.
The only way I'd smother you is with affection.
But if you have an objection,
You don't have to ask twice.
Because I know what is right,
And I will put my feelings aside,
To make sure you're okay inside.
You will never have to feel that way,
As long as I am here to stay.
But you will have the final say,
If I am worthy enough to keep you at bay.
